Daily Writing Blurb

"You're going to shoot me, Sarah?" he asked, wiping the mud from his face. 
"No more tricks. No more stupid fights. It's over," she said, switching off the safety. 
He waited and she waited. Perhaps she hoped he would drop dead of his own accord and save her the pain of shooting him herself.

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